Before I had kids I imagined a world where I had happy kids, with smiling faces all the time running and laughing in my house. I imagined that my house would be clean and that you could eat off my floors (please don’t if you come to visit it has been a few days since they were mopped). I imagined that I would have time each morning to dress my kids all nice with hair bows in their hair. I imagined that I would have the healthiest of all home cooked meals for every meal. I imagined that I would never have laundry to be washed or dishes in the sink. I imagined that I would never miss a special event due to having to work. I imagined that every birthday would have a homemade cake that I made myself icing and all. I imagined life would be magical and full of only smiles and that it would be stress free and happy go lucky all the time. I always thought I would be a stay at home mom and tom would be the one working.
Once I had kids I strived for that supermom title, and in the end I failed. I didn’t fail my kids (even though I thought I did), but I failed myself. Until I realized that there is so much more to being the best mom and I don’t need to be super mom. My kids didn’t cry the first time I bought a store bought cake (even though I thought they would hate me for it). They didn’t cry when PB&J and fruit was dinner because I was exhausted (even though I beat myself up for it for weeks). They don’t cry when the house is not spotless, but they did cry if I say I have to clean instead of play. There are times now when they walk out the door to go to school in jeans and a t-shirt and now I don’t bat an eye, hey they are clean, hair combed and dressed and some days thats a win in this house!
Now as time has gone on I have realized I have not failed at all, and that super mom title is for someone else.Someone else can have the spotless house, someone else can have the homemade cakes, someone else can have their kids dressed to the nines for school. Me I am going to enjoy the smiles, the laughter, the fun of life, the fun of being a mom, while my house has dirty laundry, unspotless floors and the occasional crying fit that makes us all want to rip out our hair (the kids included). As time went on I realized that as much as I loved being a mom, I needed something more and was blessed with MidgetMomma.com that gives me the fulfillment I need along with being home with my kids. I have realized at times work may have to come before things like the last day of school, like last year when my mom was here to experience that with them. All the kids cared about was being able to have me see the pictures of the last day and having someone who loves them and is important to them be there for it. I have realized I am the best mom, I am the best mom that I can be for my kids and I am showing them that it is not the way your house looks, the amount of birthday cakes that are store bought or how many days a week they are dressed to the nines when walking out the door. I am showing them that life is to be enjoyed and sometimes playing is more important then washing the kitchen floor.
I will never be a super mom, but i will be the best mom that I can be and I am ok with that.